1. |
U
01:13
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Back seat slumped with the hoodie up
polished off a handle a henny aint give a fuck
16 in that jawn fully loaded tucked
They stole out our pockets we wasn’t goin bruh
2x
Just us and the street lights .....
Just ya and the street lights.....
Verse
Roll that down pull that mask down
This fire work ain’t fire works you know the sound
Shell cases drop same time he hit the ground
Mission accomplished ain’t no one round
2x
Just us and the street lights .....
Just ya and the street lights.....
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2. |
Frigus
02:19
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Heart colder than my cup, shorty searching in Alaska
Can’t trust friendly still turn ghost like casper
I’ll moon walk to heaven tonight if the sky let me
Be careful what you leave here when muerte ready
Devils in the south telling women what to do with their bodies
Like they the ones who can give birth playing god see
I walk along side those that ride lost, no moral compass
Remember my nigga hitting my phone the night he shot ___%#]#]%]
haven’t been here for a long time, what you see in my eyes
Don’t get lost in em baby, you may not make it back out in time
Only shooters you got with you, are your niggas taking pictures
My boy on the run shot his gun n then he ditched it
Know mothers who lost sons, had to bury em as they died
As soon as I had 100k i got a 12 gauge in my ride
Talk like they wanna see you shine just not more than them
breaks my heart but I know that's what it is in the end
Hook
It's fucked up right (dios mio)yea....yea...yea...it's fucked up right (so cold)yea... yea... yea...It's fucked up right (dios mio)yea... yea... yea...A cold game....yea.... yea... yea... shit
Verse 2
Jigga told a nigga only so long fake thugs can pretend
I like my snakes and rats bloodied up bullets stuff in they skin
Rico cases and home invasions separates the mice from men
At Young age learned to look the devil in the face with a grin
I’m sorry mama I was a monster, I love you dearly
Your name on my skin forever wonder at night if you hear me
You feared I wouldn’t be here at the rate I was at it
Fucked around left bags out broken down from that package
You saw that called me in your room with tears in your eyes
Praying I’d be alive, n make it past 25
Older and wise move smarter to not meet a early demise
Crossing troublesome times trouble finds me when blind
Girl you say you love me, but do you really mean it
If I go in you hitting my books till I’m dead or u ain’t breathing
If I front you packs you bringing me cash even if we ain’t speaking
If not don’t lie to my face, take it or leave it
Hook
It's fucked up right (dios mio)yea....yea...yea...it's fucked up right (so cold)yea... yea... yea...It's fucked up right (dios mio)yea... yea... yea...A cold game....yea.... yea... yea... shit
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3. |
Mortuus
02:27
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I dreamt of you and woke up with ya hair on me
I’m sorry we were never what we both wanted us to be
when we needed each other most, left you with nothing but hope
Shine light on our good times when hard times show
Rushing thru the airport backpack, shoes untied
Could be tripping but wonder if I ever cross you mind
In a foreign land sun rays look Divine
Text from my friends saying I left them behind
Tried to lead em to the lake but they rarely fishing in time
Before they go hungry and packs hitting they line
The news would startle you too if your skin was of darker hues
Wonder what injustice due, but you busy being aloof
Tryna smoke L by the Louvre , in my cheapest pair of shoes,
Stuck in my unwanted blues, while miles away from issues
Another case another death seems like repetitive news
When I was young n dumb I’d move like I had nothing to lose
(bridge hook thing....)
I loved you like getting paid for overtime
I loved you like when the pain fades from removing a blade from a spine
...
chillin with no where to go....
always feel insane but it feels like home
if love is a disease what's the cure tho....
verse
A black man with a mind, strapped up in my prime
Not a sheep to those that lie, fuck you do but cry
Talk about hustling all your life, but don’t got a dime
Feds lurking, turn product of churches, chicken get the switching
You talk a good talk but lack ambition
This here god written Divine intervention
So you gonna fear me like some good ol Christians
Or build with me n help my engine like good ol pistons
I question intentions cause of facades and fucking egos
My homies chopped up kilos n watered em down for people
To whipping crack white benzes while we bumping steeple
We used to ride around town with no where to go
Remember me n you blazing up no where to call home
Rebellious as fuck I almost got shot in the dome
Could be in a room full of people n still feel alone
Could be in a room full of people n still feel alone woah.....
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Know this Swimming Bird: This blue eye perceives all things conjoined. The past, the future, and the present. Everything flows and all is connected. This eye is not merely seen reality. It is touching the truth. Open the eye of truth... There is nothing to fear.
verse (Dexter Fizz)
Hard to make it to paradise without rolling a pair of dice
Take chances do it twice double up let it strike
I tell my options they options no point in lying
While my main jawn sending me nudes to my mine line
As close to heaven as Icarus, she begging for a kiss
Falling in internal bliss, wondering what this is
Windows cracked in the rain cause the a/c don’t work
You wet on top of me so what’s a lil rain gone hurt
1000 dollars in my jeans used to think I was rich
1000 dollars in my jeans enough to get your ass hit
Send a message be affective what you telling the kids
Life precious don’t be reckless its yours do what you wish
Purple heaven in that cup pouring up capturing time
Slowly going insane demons deranged in my mind
What would you do if you knew that you could fly
But had to leave your loved ones and homies as you soaring thru the sky
hook
pressure....what a day.....at the park..........pressure.....what a day....at the park.......
verse (WIKE)
It's tough, but it can be done raised like the only one
Never knew my father until around the time I became one
Now it's make plays or get played, on the way to get paid
Niggas switching flipping up like switch blades
Ain't got time for that, NO!, so I ride with a stick
Draco like my saucy nigga cause he come with some kick
Mamma tripping not fully knowing I'm fully equipped
And these niggas don't either till I'm letting it hit
Man I'm sorry I changed, used to be more concerned
Used to love Friday now I feel like big worm
Riding round the block knowing that I'm hot wanna stop n
Flying through outer space, too much pressure in my face like a head ache
Tryna make some dough so my family can bread break
I aint got no time for these hoes I move with less weight
And I got those pounds for the best rate
Holla at me in and out of your state
hook
pressure....what a day.....at the park..........pressure.....what a day....at the park.......
going round... round ... round.... round....going round... round ... round.... round....
going round... round ... round.... round.... going round... round ... round.... round....
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Check...... check check ........
Hook
We’ve been
Dreaming
Fleeing
hoping
Soon they’ll see us
Just Float away.... they'll see us just float away
Verse
I used to move with hopes and wishes, smoking swishas in civics
Nike’s on brim bent in, phone gutted with pills and
No guidance or vision, running for money digits,
Moms stressing n trippin, couldn’t control me
Doors locked to my room, like my soul can’t get thru
Past battered and bruised, skull lotta screws loose
Cash for all my shoes, no job but made due
Drank away all my blues, drifting away with trees
Dad couldn’t get thru, lost me with his marriage
Sad but that’s the truth, couldn’t blame him for caring
Was mad couldn’t see you, almost felt embarrassed
My time with you cherish, but long couldn’t bare it
2x
This anger inherit, fighting the horse and carrot
These scars see I wear em, learned and gained merit
Hook
We’ve been
Dreaming
Fleeing
hoping
Soon they’ll see us
Just Float away.... they'll see us just float away
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6. |
Instead of you
02:47
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I’ve been growing trees in this field of dreams off a sea of empty things you say (what you say)
N I’ve been catching leafs in the breeze as they leave from what you do (all the shit you do)
N we be going round n around n around off of what we say (all the shit we'd say)
N she be telling me her dreams of all the things we’d do ( all the fucking we do)
And I’ve been tryna find some time for me n you ( me and you)
But she be coming round n around n around instead of you (she be coming over and you don't)
N I get lost in her eyes n thighs n wonder what’s to lose (playing temptation)
Cause She being coming round n around n around instead of you (instead of you)
Instead of you
Instead of you
Instead of you
Verse
I like inside of you under the moon's gaze
So close so far come don’t be afraid
We both came here to see something....
Is it the same thing ...... (is it?)
We trickle thru the night like rain off roof tops
When I’m with you I wish time would stop (stop)
I write these harsh love letters to you (you)
Hoping it’s not too late too reach you (you)
Hook
N I’ve been coming round n around and around and around wondering what we’d do (what we gona do)
But she be coming round n around n around instead of you (instead of you instead of you)
Instead of you (instead of you instead of you)
Instead of you(instead of you instead of you)
Instead of you
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7. |
Gone (prod. algrah)
02:22
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They act like they’d give their soul to Mephistopheles
I broke bread with you when you was out a Mead
I done bled for you but would you bleed for me?
I kept it true for you when you went and lied to me?
Been stronger without you I'm not even gonna hold you
I’ve out lived doing shit that we weren’t supposed to
I’ve been sleep walking thru dreams I got control of
Can’t tell if this is real just waiting for you to show up
Out the sunroof looking at the sky on a summer night
Going 95 down 95 pushing 105
It’s 1:05 and i can’t get you up out my mind
The pain from you got me here n brought me back alive
Hook5xThese days end quickly Sometimes I’m empty Feel broke don’t fix meJust let me be eee Just let me beLet me be let me be
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8. |
Simmies
03:25
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Hook
2x You only hit me up when it benefits you. you ..
They need it but they scared of the truth ....
ayo ayo ayo....ayo
Verse
I try to.....
Elevate meditate but they hate hellish stakes
Fake they fate, all for cake why the wait
Take the blade stab my face hope for change
Take my place, Erase my name, N this weight
N this pain, fuck the fame, y u came
N ya lane n your grace I’m to blame fuck u mean?
Hold up ....
You want some Spotlight don’t chyea n some cash that'll float ya
But you aint got the passion or notion To enlighten help or grow shit
This picture bigger than figures or what ever they can get ya
Can’t take it with ya but they willing to be buried with they millions
Hook 2xYou only hit me up when it benefits you...
They need it but they scared of the truth ....
ayo ayo ayo ayo
Elevate mediate elevate meditate ........
Second part
Outside simmies with a semi automatic in a trash bag
Foams on wings n Mumbo sauce you never had that
Make that quick off 3 flips like an acrobat
Nigga hit my phone for opportunities? fuck was You at!
When I was down and out had to move out my mama house
17 with a triple beam stacks I never talked about (SSHHHH)
Home grown pounds on me society looking down on me
Didn't give a fuck because I felt all I had was me
Mamas voice in the back of my head don't wana see you dead
Before he turned 24 or locked up state like the rest of his friends
Worked jobs flipping fries and while chopping up onions
Serving at functions for cash to stack and reup with
Lost in bullshit that I needed to part with
Seeing my friends dead or in jail then I spark shit
Tryna keep a hold of my soul and sanity damn near lost it
man... but what the fuck
Tour japan came back on probation
Life wild shit gotta embrace it
Ex’s on my line thinking that I made it
Barely got a new job fuckin tryna pay rent
Flexing with the mob caught a case again
We break the law who are they to say it’s a sin
trouble times look the devil in face n grin
Need to cleanse my soul wash it off with some gin
Heroes die villains fools can try n pretend
while y’all lookin up to fucks I choose to look within
100 pounds up n down the fucking interstate
100 pounds moving round started in tenth grade
Look me in the eyes you can tell I’m insane
Look me in the eyes you can tell I done changed
you don’t gotta play ball or be on stage
Gotta always be you man stay in your lane.... mother fucka
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9. |
Questions (prod. algrah)
02:27
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Shout out japan.....Yo ya yo yo yo this ones for you .. this ones for you....
(Verse)
What you dealing with? (Hu)What you going through? (What?)
How can I help you? (How?) What you wana do? (What?)
You tried out everything? (Everything?)Your mind been tried too? (Tried too?)
You lost your spirit for it? (Hu?)Ya soul lost too? (No!)
So you one of us? (Ya?) You got rent due? (Ya)
Baby on the way? (What) Couple pounds to move? (For sure)
Friends turned enemies? (Ya) Dono what path to choose? (Don’t)
Job ain’t pay enough? (No) Need to catch a fool? (Whatsup)
Bills stacking up (ya) addictions building up(Hu?)
That high a crazy feeling (*inhale), make you not give a fuck (*exhale)
So you zone out(gone) head in the clouds (sorrowing)
Miles from it all (ya!), ya fear n ya doubts (doubts!)
This ain’t reality (no!), this me verse me (me)
I’m speaking thru you (you), talking bout us we (we)
The bullshit we let fester (Hu), holds us back from better (ya)
Leaves you stuck guessing (ya), confused with all these questions (What)
fuck ....(Hook)
I’ve been locked in a feeling, we’ve got no where to go
You don’t know when you see me, we’ve been out of control
I’ve been locked in a feeling, she's got no where to go
I’ve been playing the villain, ain’t no saving my soul
I’ve been locked in a feeling, we’ve got no where to go
You don’t know when you see me, we’ve been out of control
I’ve been locked in a feeling, she's got no where to go
I’ve been playing the villain, ain’t no saving my soul
(Bridge)
Yam it out yeah get out
Yam it out yeah get out
Yam it out yeah get out
Yam it out yeah get out
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!
Yam it out yeah get out
Yam it out yeah get out
Yam it out yeah get out
Yam it out yeah get out
Haaaaaaa
(Hook )
I’ve been locked in a feeling, we’ve got no where to go
I’ve been playing the villain, ain’t no saving my soul
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10. |
Nobody (prod. CRAM)
02:12
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hookIt’s like open season
They shooting for no reason
open season they shooting for no reason
open season they shooting for no reason
verse
Bottle girl gave me her number I ain’t even ask for that
Bottles straps up on the couch girls sniffing up the yak
I don’t do the club scene shit really a rare occasion
Usually in a basement with a thick jawn meditating , look
Lights flicking like the glock 19 when it pop off
I ain’t for gun violence but I’d be lying saying my safety on
Niggas sipping on jealous tell em get another cup
Mad as fuck cause my ex they new flex n she tryna get my nut
Black power that’s a black Winchester with a drum
My migos been my migos since we been little and they ain’t the ones
My migos really my migos, get it 10 a kilo fuck you from
My migos really my migos, keep it on em fuck a trunk
Fuck fashion, I’m stacking up automatics
Nigga fuck rapping, half these lairs gawking n bragging
Hit the club before they pay child support fuckin saddening
And go broke looking dumb wondering what the fuck happened
I gotta Glock 19 in a shoe box.....
My niggas up in sax moving rerock
I don’t usually smoke weed but her titties knock
Face Mona Lisa pretty feet no socks
No moves outta emotion.... all my dogs devoted
Fuck what they quoted... this the price nigga fuck you want it?
I'm jih like ambition kill moe you freeze off suspicion
I don’t sell drugs I sell drugs to niggas who sell drugs get it
I don’t touch it, lost a pound tryna trust a bitch
Thought she was the one till she proved that she wasn't shit
Loses and lessons sinning n blessed confusing at times
They call me Geppetto to these puppets who rhyme
They try to be real begging me to gift em with mine
Talking bout upping poles play limbo nigga that’s your life
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11. |
For you (prod. Bugseed)
03:16
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For you...
I made this song for you... for you ... for you ...
verse
I hope you listening, this for you whenever you need to hear it
Trust your feelings, only you will know your honest vision
Watch intentions, they'll say whatever to you to spark your interest
Then get distant, sell you a dream that’s nothing but fiction
All that glitter ain’t gold, that money can’t cleanse your soul
But will keep the lights on and you warm when the times get cold
It ain’t a race with others you were who you were when you got here
So don’t judge yourself or wealth based on what someone else wears
You on a different path, had a different past
I’ve seen it walked along side of you when you veered in the grass
Don’t forget your worth, don’t let no one belittle you
They get at you cause they probably feeling little too
Scared of their own doubts and demons so they try to trigger you
But you already knew that so pay no mind to simple fools
Time is precious, be careful how you spend it
And don’t get down taking L’s learn from them n keep it stepping
Don’t get big headed, be a student knowledge is power
I clocked my hours and still got more to put into this after
I’m not a wise man, I know that I know nothing
I’m telling you what’s helped me get thru my own struggling
Nights I felt like my sins out weighed what I was reaching for
Nights I felt like my past is what makes me n nothing more
Where I had to pull myself up on my own strength n accord
I hope these words reach you and keep you up off the floor
Hook
(until the end).....
this ones for you...
I made this song for you .... for you ... for you
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Dexter Fizz Maryland
"other than that fuck em we ball "
"No matter what happens, boy, keep that mafukka
rollin"
- curtis snow
This is my music, I'm Dexter Fizz, support me on my quest of makin music to better the world, peace n love. enjoy share with ya friend.
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